I spread my legs a little wider to make it easier for him and bent at the waste as I reached down and put my hand on his tool.. it was huge and gettin... harder. You could see it even in the dark of the bus, almost extending to the bottom of his shorts. I put my index and thumb around the head and began to slip back over his shaft but as soon as I got past his tip there was a flaring out and it was so thick I literally could not get my hand all the way around it. My excitement level was way up by. Her sweet moans echoed through the room, reverberating around us.“Yes, yes, Mommy!” she howled. “Oh, Mommy! Oh, that's it! Oh, wow, that's good. Mommy, yes, yes! Ooh, you're my pussy slave, aren't you?”I lifted my head, tears and pussy cream staining my face. I nodded. “I am,” I moaned. “Mommy's your sex slave.”“Yes, you are,” my daughter said. “And will you ever hypnotize anyone again?”This sudden revulsion surged through me. A sickening writhe that twisted my stomach. “Never!” I panted from. As she devoured his mouth, her hand was also working on his cock through his pants and the other hand gently gripping the back of his head and releasing it again and again for a special effect.Benny did not comprehend, what she meant to do and asked her to explain, what she meant? She smile big and told Bennet that she loved to see him nervous. It would not be anything bizarre, only a plain and traditional fucking him in his ass and if fucking him more than once or twice was considered bizarre. Anurag swallowed some of it while the rest was flowing on her face and their bedsheet.Then he jumped off the bed, removed his clothes in no time, and grabbed Anushka’s shoulder to make her sit. As she was sitting on the bed and he was standing on the floor, the 7-inch tool of her husband was right in front of her face. He grabbed her hand and put it on his erect tool. He bent over and whispered in Anushka’s ear, “Time to return the favour”.Anushka just looked down and blushed on this naughty.